Truth of Worship

Hashtag Kalakar

Sep 10, 2025

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By Saranya Khera

God is dead,

we killed Him ourselves.

Axe in hand, no mercy in mind,

we crowned ourselves divine.

Blood stains His tomb,

human eyes go blind.

No faith to cry to,

no one left to hear the mere human lies.

By Saranya Khera

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